Hey, hey, stop. [His voice is gentle but it doesn't leave room for argument, this isn't something that's open for discussion. He wants Kravitz to stop beating himself up.] You don't gotta feel guilty or explain yourself or like - reassure me. I know, okay? All of it, but it this is outta your hands, don't feel shitty about that.

[It's easier said than done and he knows that, too, but he can't not say it. He hates seeing Kravitz look this sad.

Maybe that's why he releases Kravtiz's hands, though it's just so Taako can move to properly lay down on the bed, patting the space beside him.]

C'mere, I've got you.